"Is that Raiden from Mortal Kombat spinning records?" - Me
I walked into the room and immediately felt like a dickhead. (Which honestly, is not that unusual). I was the only one not in Coachella garb or wearing Native America inspired face paint. There was a person (I assume) on the stage wearing something close to what I think a lightning god would wear if he was spinning records. The thing was, halfway through his set I guess the electricity went out for a second and everything skipped. I guess he needs to work on his spin skills (if that is even a thing). Needless to say I was the sore-thumb-basic-late-20's dude hanging by the bar...with a backpack on...in a club. I looked awesome.
One of my best friends is a DJ and I am very proud of him for filling a room with people to hear his music...and doing it in LA. With a town full of entertainment choices, it is extremely hard to get your friends to leave the west side for a drink, let alone fill a venue full of people to listen to music they may or may not know. Congrats dude. Super proud of you.
Meanwhile, I was there to document and make sure to capture the moment for him. I am an open-minded fellow and was completely out of my element. I have no idea what kids are into now-a-days. There was people there selling crystals (not drugs but, multi-colored rock formations), people lying on the floor, two artists in front of the stage painting murals of god-like creatures, animal costumes and folks wearing ponchos/headband combos. I have no idea what was going on but everyone was super friendly and welcoming. Although the music some of the people were spinning sounded like a group of cyborgs driving a dump truck into a blender, it was a fantastic evening.
Thanks everyone for welcoming me into your world!